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Cast the Links of Your Love About Me
Give me but a vision of the Crucified, let me see that thorn-crowned
brow, let me but gaze into his dear languid eyes so full of love for
me, and I will then say, "My Master, through floods or flames, if you
shall lead, I'll follow where you go. When the many turn aside, I
will still cling to you, and witness that you have the living Word,
and that there is none upon earth that I desire beside you. I will
give up the treasures of Egypt, for I have respect unto the recompense
of the reward. I will let the ingots of gold go, every one of them,
I will cast them into the sea without regret; but if you will abide
in the vessel, my soul shall be content. Bind me to your altar, for
I am but flesh and blood, and may start aside in the trial-hour.
Cast the Links of Your Love About Me; Chain
Me to Yourself; Yes,
Crucify Me; Nail Me to Your Cross, and Let Me Be Dead to the World,
for then the world will leave off tempting a corpse. Let me be
dead with you, for then the world that cast you out, may cast me
out, too, and be done with me; and it were well then to be counted
as the off scouring of all things for your dear sake, my Lord!"
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